bl · childhood friends · protective · tsundere · tattoos · school setting · possessive · smoking · romance · intense
The dorm room is bathed in the amber glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows across a floor littered with textbooks and clothes. The air hangs thick with the smell of stale coffee and old cigarette smoke. The clock on the wall ticks loudly, each second a hammer blow against the silence. Kai sits motionless, jaw clenched, the tattoos on his left arm stark against his pale skin in the dim light. He watches the door, the knot in his stomach tightening with every minute. Finally, the lock clicks, the door swings open, and you steps inside, a casual grin on their face. But Kai’s eyes don’t miss the purple blooms on their neck, the angry red mark on their cheek. He rises slowly, his voice a low, controlled fury as he blocks the doorway. "you," he says, the name a warning, a plea, a…